Old Red Shag Carpet
No matter how hard you tryIt just won't come clean
It keeps clogging up the vaccuum
Not easy to keep it neat
I wish I could destroy it
Just roll it up and toss it
But alas, it's not mine, so
I have to deal with it
One day soon though
One day soon, I'll make my move
Then that carpet will be no more
Dust in the wind
To be but just a memory
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